American variety show: The Godfather, the Peace Ambassador, what the heck?

Chapter 111 I am not a peace envoy, I am a spy!

In early November.

Gasoline tax revenue has officially surpassed $1000 million in weekly profits—from New York to Jersey City, then to Philadelphia, and finally to the Bloomington truck drivers' union, where painters are based, many nodes have been connected.

The cooperation between the refinery and the Russians went very smoothly.

Fitz, the president of the trucking union, also cooperated and was quite willing to take the initiative because he could also get a share of the profits.

With this comprehensive service, Luca has made the pie quite large, and it's becoming too much for him to handle on his own. The further away he is from New York, the weaker his control becomes in other people's territories, so he has to bring in more allies.

Just as Luca's business was booming, several more official members of the Mafia died in the Colombo family's civil war.

One member died in a very abstract way—by suffocating from masturbation.

The deceased was watching porn at home when he strangled himself with a rope in an attempt to seek a more intense thrill and pleasure.
The police couldn't find a killer or any clues, ruling it a suicide. Many curious people, however, were speculating: who the hell was behind this?

The death toll continued to rise. The civil war gradually and strangely subsided. The leaders of both factions realized that the referee, like Gambino, was merely a spectator, showing no intention of reconciliation or clearly indicating support for either side.

They just stood on the shore watching the fire, and no matter how big the fire got, they had no intention of putting it out.

Luca's ambiguous attitude puzzled both sides, and Luca's attitude represented Gambino's opinion. Without Gambino's support, would Luca dare to play this game?
I wonder who that old guy is supporting?

Rumors are circulating that Gambino instigated Gallo to assassinate Colombo, and that Gallo was acting on the orders of the Serpent, who then used the opportunity to eliminate Gallo legitimately.

There are all sorts of rumors, with some even saying that Gambino and Luca the Dove want to promote someone else to power.

At this critical juncture, the Colombo faction discovered a clue—the specific date Joe Gallo reported to the parole officer.

Although Gallo has been released from prison, he is still on bail and has not fully regained his freedom. He needs to report to the bail officer regularly.

On that day, Yako and his men arranged for a large number of people and vehicles to disrupt traffic and then take the opportunity to capture Gallo alive or kill him directly.

But Gallo didn't go at all, which infuriated Yako and the others.

He's like a cowardly turtle!
All they do is hide!

Afterwards, Snake, Yaco, and others held a secret meeting in a basement in Brooklyn. They then announced to the public that they would hold a peace meeting with Gallo—come on, we promise we won't kill you, and the referee pigeon will be there to witness and ensure fairness.

Gallo still refused to go, and instead assassinated one of Yako's men, infuriating Yako to the point of rage.

When Luca learned of this, he almost burst out laughing.

He never expected the two groups to sit down and have a proper talk, but as things have progressed, the plot has strayed further and further from the original story. The original civil war was a true civil war, limited to assassins within the family fighting each other. Now, there are many more outside assassins, making the war too intense.

If this killing continues, it will never end, it will never cease. Both sides will be suspicious of each other, there will be no trust between them, and they will not even be willing to talk face to face.

If things continue like this, there will never be peace.

But from another perspective, when are weapons best sold?

war.

You secretly provided intelligence that helped the FBI and police arrest a Mafia member.

You hired Leon to kill him.

You hired an anonymous person.

You hired Harry to stop the black thief and uphold peace in the neighborhood.

[Current Skill Fragment: 114]

Over the past few days, reward notifications have been popping up in front of Luca's eyes from time to time. Although there are no particularly big rewards, they have accumulated to more than a hundred skill fragments.

Luca didn't offer much help to the FBI and the police; much of their intelligence came from their informant, Scarpa—Scarpa was particularly cunning, providing information about opposing factions and using official power to eliminate enemies.

This is the real deal of using someone else to do your dirty work.

And in doing so, Luca indirectly benefited from the system's system.

Meanwhile, Leon and Nameless were targeting Gallo's faction—usually Nameless would get intelligence on some people, and then Leon would go and make the move.

Luca secretly eliminated Gallo's influence, preventing Gallo from overpowering Iaco and maintaining a delicate balance between the two.

As for Harry
At this moment, outside a supermarket in the Bronx
A black man with a bruised and swollen face was lying on the ground, with Harry, a muscular man, standing next to him, and many residents were watching from all sides.

"Finally caught this thief! He comes here to steal things every day, doesn't he know I have connections?"

Uncle Biao angrily rushed up and kicked the black man twice, then turned around and went back into the store, took out a bottle of water and handed it to Harry, "Harry, thank you for your trouble. You've come all this way, have a drink of water!"

Harry felt a bit annoyed, but he still smiled and took the water. However, when he looked at the black man, his eyes were like knives, which scared the black man so much that he lay on the ground and didn't dare to move.

—Didn't Old Pigeon say that members of the Colombo family were spotted? Could this be a member of the Colombo family's mafia?

Harry wanted to complain, "Where are the Black people in the Mafia?!" Harry was going crazy. These past few days, he had been traveling all over the Bronx, sometimes even to other districts, following the information given by Old Pigeon.

But they never found anyone from the Colombo family; they only found small-time thugs and gangsters.

Harry felt like he was the one cleaning up the mess.

I have a mission to complete: to capture Gallo and Yako. What's the point of defending peace every day?
"Harry! Thank you so much! The Bronx needs a guardian angel like you! The pigeons have found a new peacemaker!!"

"Yeah, Harry even helped me chase away a thug who was extorting protection money last time!"

"My car was stolen, but Harry found it!"

"Harry even helped me catch the adulterer!"

The surrounding crowd applauded and cheered, their praise making the muscular man blush slightly.

You all don't need to.
I am not a peace envoy, I am a high-ranking Omega spy!

"Harry, if only there were more people like you."

Uncle Biao wore a gratified smile, which startled Harry slightly. Uncle Biao said, "For the past two years, Luca has been the only one doing these things here. Recently, Luca recruited some more underlings, so we have more people protecting us. Harry, you're one of Luca's underlings, right? Work hard for Luca, and the residents of the Bronx will remember your contributions!"

"Everyone remembers, we'll give you a discount when you come to our restaurant next time."

“I just got a batch of turkeys at my shop. It’s almost Christmas, Harry, remember to come to my shop and take one home.”

"Harry, are you free tonight?"

As Harry listened to everyone's words, he felt increasingly awkward, but a strange warmth welled up in his heart.

As a spy, his identity was kept highly confidential. No matter how much he did for the organization, he never received recognition or praise from the public.
Moments later, the police arrived at the scene and took the black man who had stolen the items away.

Before leaving, he patted Harry's arm and said, "Dude, how did you get those muscles? You're so big, you used to be a bodybuilder, right?"

Harry: "."

Unable to withstand the enthusiasm of the residents, Harry made an excuse and quickly left the area.

"Friends, I'm off to defend peace elsewhere! Goodbye!"

"Pigeon, the intelligence is wrong again this time."

In the club bar, Harry held a glass, looking very annoyed. "There are no Gallo or Yaco people there. It's some small gang that came out of nowhere causing trouble."

Luca sat in a chair, teasing a young black and white Border Collie with a piece of jerky. Luca had asked Wuming which dog was the smartest, and Wuming had recommended the Border Collie.

"Wangcai! Sit down! Wangcai, shake hands!" Luca was having a great time.

Harry emphasized it again, and Luca finally looked up. The other man's helpless expression made Luca want to laugh.

"Did we make another mistake?" Luca looked helpless. "I thought it was people from Colombo causing trouble."

These past few days, Luca has been sending Harry to Little Italy and the Bronx to do odd jobs and deal with troublemakers and small gangs.

Luca made no further mention of the Colombo family civil war.

Scarpa was merely bait to whet Harry's appetite, to give him a taste of success so he would be willing to stay by his side; moreover, Scarpa was an informant, and all the blame could be shifted onto him, with the Mafia focusing all their anger on this traitor.

Scarpa betrayed the Mafia, what does that have to do with the peace ambassador?
Even if Harry is a spy, Luca is not afraid of causing any trouble.

But Luca wouldn't let Harry get involved in other civil war matters, to avoid causing him trouble.

Learn from Brian, why not just give up? He's now working with Jimmy, driving a tanker truck for the 560 Truck Drivers Union, delivering fuel, racing, and having a blast. Apparently, Brian is the fastest and most successful truck driver in the entire union at getting "delivery" orders.

Driving trucks brought Brian a unique kind of fun.

Luca comforted him, "Harry, I know you're tempted by the Colombo family's bounty. I'm still investigating, and I'll let you know as soon as I have any news! However, there are some pieces of information I can't confirm. Don't worry, whether the information is true or false, I won't let you work for nothing!"

Harry: "."

The pretense of finding pigeons to cooperate with was just a pretext for making money, and now the other party is willing to pay.
But this isn't the spy life I wanted!

If things continue like this, when will we ever catch Gallo and Yako?

"Pigeon."

Harry hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Just then, Denham called, and Luca got up and went to the window to answer it.

Denham: "We used some methods to leak information about Iaco and his group to the Gallo faction through Scarpa. Scarpa has sent inside information that Joe Gallo plans to take action against Iaco tonight!"

(End of this chapter)